11.03 21.02.13.
catch a grip
yeah it was
like I was having
a heart attack afterwards
and my shoulder hurt so much
I was screaming in agony ... I could
hardly move ... like a gunpowder strip
was pulled from the base of the spine ...
it took about nine days to recover ...
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00.01
warmer warmer
spinning anticlockwise
hanging by my feet
from a tree you left your
odic behind its draining
into my head
and they'll cut me down
when I sink the right thought
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14.09
fighting with
the mist ... zapped
in this stun gun thing
the pain was unimaginable
and now I feel affected ...
bug eyed ... I fret like a
noose ... yank that
chord tight
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I just feel so totally and
utterly helpless
I just want
to go where its
really sharp where
you sawed through me
like an illusionist ... that was
something else ... I can't seem to
get back there ... getting lost in the
blizzard on the way ... they murdered
my soul on the way up your mountain ...
and now I rattle round it like a ghost dancing
with the mist has no head and the wind cries Mary
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10am, 20.02.13. misc draft
4.26am 20.02.13.
a magical
world with frosted
pastel trees ... like twisted
horns appearing to dance in their
stillness alive with little sprites and pixie
spirits my tendrils curling round a pod like little hands
3.12
powerless ...
our work forever non professional ...
raw flawed and full of mistakes ... surrender
they say ... I just do get scared when they start to
undress me ok they never hurt a hair ... it just touched me
inside ... surrender ... what with them all watching ...
mocking commenting ... my own father even
it gets hard .... but for you I will try ...
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I just feel
so hungry its
like my stomach is eating itself
there we go baby there we go
pulp fiction
as if they are hazed
tightening up the lid
a hard twist
in layered riffs
tapestries you could walk on
aint nothin' going on
grave boxes with carved poles
providing objects of public ridicule
and shame
a lengthy struggle to repatriate
Some of the figures on the poles constitute
symbolic reminders of quarrels, murders,
debts, and other unpleasant
occurrences
unfortunate events
the figures nose and ears painted
red to indicate his stinginess
rail service is dirty crowded and delayed
with passengers fined for travelling without a valid ticket
consider taking the coach ...
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he's really trippy ...
in fact I'm not sure you should really
drive or operate machinery
in his presence ...
I broke it and drank the light
the headstone
at the top of the bed lit up
shining on my tourniquet
where pieces of my flesh lay
half eaten and rotting
I looked down through my white lips
my ribcage had a neon glow
where the stuffing had been scraped out
thick curtains blocking out the sun
I found myself being stuffed into a television
pluck out mine heart
it will be the death of me
I said ...
a carnival of entrails
.. ventral roll ulva supyn
There have been incidents of a person's head on fire ...
he reportedly shrieked "take it off! Let me breathe!"
you get a choice between that and lethal injection ...
on top of spaghetti all covered in cheese
I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed ...
a choke point
where there is much diving for the pearl-mussel
to emphasise its military brawn it threatened
to close the Strait to oil tanker traffic
in fact a steel lid just literally fell off the wall
I was thinking about how the other two were tortured ...
suppose im frightened that will
happen again ...
I remember the plink of the water
and how it settled to a perfect stillness ....
they pushed a heel into his thigh ...
but whats with the steel band ... magic candy dust ?
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